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All my saints have taken bribes. Singing going going gone. All the angels taken dives. Leaving you the only one If I lose a sequin here and there. More salt than pepper in my hair. Can I rely on
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granny's cry. The singer's tongues in the barmaid's mouth, what a voice. Grandpa drank a drop or two. And his heads still sunk in the portaloo, what a man You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breast
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20ft. High on Blackpool promenade. Fake royalty second hand sequin facade. Limited face paint and dyed black quiff. Overweight and out of date. . 20ft. High on Blackpool promenade. Fake
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20ft. High on Blackpool promenade. Fake royalty second hand sequin facade. Limited face paint and dyed black quiff. Overweight and out of date. . 20ft. High on Blackpool promenade. Fake
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Sailing silver waves. Through the skies and 'round your eyes. And in the pockets of the tide. A meeting place by night Sequin covered swans. They're used to make their own mosaics. A ceremony
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we're tough and able,. Quite indefatigable,. Between our quests we don sequin vests,. And impersonate Clark Gable. It's a busy life in Camelot,. I have to push the pram a lot.
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20ft. High on Blackpool promenade. Fake royalty second hand sequin facade. Limited face paint and dyed black quiff. Overweight and out of date. . 20ft. High on Blackpool promenade. Fake
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, quite indefatigable. Between our quests we sequin vests. And impersonate Clark Gable. It's a busy life in Camelot I have to push the pram a lot (rhymes with Camelot)
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Well, he out grew his sequin suit. Sold his Trailways bus. Let his hair get a little too long. Duck tails bit the dust. His custom made, pearl inlaid guitar. Slipped from his hands. And in it's
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grannies cry, the singers tongue's's in the bar maids mouth, what a voice. Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man. . You bought a sequin dress for your
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grannies cry, the singers tongue's's in the bar maids mouth, what a voice. Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man. . You bought a sequin dress for your
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, darling be my guest. But I'll take less. If more means having less of you. Who needs sequin shoes or private jets to Katmandu. Oh, all the pennies in the wishing wells. All the diamonds Tiffany's could sell
